By Snow Leopard leopard99@hotmail.com Date: 19 July 1998
I look at this river, It's silver water runs strait and swift, I can feel this river clensing my soul, It's silver waters wash over my face, I feel a pain in my heart, As my mind remembers why this river flows, It remembers her, The one I love, And thought loved me, This river grows swifer, As silver tears was down my face, Clensing my soul.